Chapter 34
R aphael
Fucking shaking, I staggered with Alex in my arms, into the living room and down to the rug. I wasn’t done worshipping her. Not by any measure. Still inside her, and still half hard, I knelt over her and pressed a kiss to her waiting lips.
“You’re so beautiful.”
She smiled into my kiss. “I finally have all of you.”
I inched back to connect to her gaze. “Ye always have.”
That smile got bigger, and emotion crinkled her eyes. “I’ve worn your t-shirt almost every night for five years. You were the one man I could never get over, even if we had nothing but that dance. For all these years, you were my ideal, and now I have you. Oh—now is probably a good time to tell you I’m on the pill.”
My brain fritzed. My jaw unhinged. “I…fuck, I didn’t think.”
“Neither did I. I don’t care either. And that is the last outside world thing we’re talking about tonight. The rest of it is locked outside the cottage.”
She mimed closing a lock, and I collected the pretend key from her fingers and tossed it.
I was down for that. All we’d done was handle problem after problem. More than ever, I needed space with her so we could just be us, no matter how short that time had to be. And I was far from done with her.
The thought of what we’d done, the no-condom deal, settled over me. Fuck, that was hot.
Alex wriggled into me. “You’re hard again.”
I trailed my lips from one cheek to the next. “I’m inside ye. Chances were slim of my dick ever going down.”
Her peal of laughter was like silver bells. “There I was, wondering if it was the idea of knocking me up.”
I groaned. “Don’t. Just the thought is making me crazy.”
“Oh my God, you’re for real. I could just ditch the pill tonight, really send you insane.”
I stole a kiss to stop her teasing. Urgency commanded me to make the most of this moment. To claim her and keep her here. I sat up and ripped off my shirt, but undressing fully meant withdrawing from her perfect body.
I tapped her hip. “Don’t go anywhere.”
She giggled, and both her hands slipped to between her legs when I jumped back to rid myself of the rest of my clothes. Then I returned to kneel at the cradle of her hips and collected her wrists to reveal what she was hiding.
I was leaking out of her, and that image would never leave my brain.
Alex’s cheeks reddened, and she tried to close her knees. I gripped her wrists and stretched her arms above her head, and at the same second, fitted myself between her legs and thrust home once more.
She tipped her head back on the rug, and those legs fell open again for me.
“There’s my dirty princess. Wanting her bodyguard to put a baby in her and spreading her legs for him.”
Alex bucked onto me.
This time, I had the opportunity to do more than just fuck her into the wall like an animal. She was slick with my cum, and I withdrew enough to capture some of the mess on my fingers and rub it over her clit. Fuck it. I needed to claim her completely as mine. I wetted my fingers again and daubed her chest and both breasts before wiping the last on her lips. She sucked my fingers, and heat surged through me.
“You marked me,” she said.
“I want to live here, just like this.”
Something flickered in her eyes, and she took a shaky breath. “Us in this cottage?”
I’d meant in her body, but the second the words were past her lips, I could think of nothing else. Us living here. That baby a real part of our future together.
Yet I couldn’t answer. She hadn’t known me long enough, not in any real terms. I hadn’t thought it through or planned or prepared. Yet from the very bottom of my soul, I knew this was what I wanted. What I’d always wanted.
She was the girl I’d fallen for after just one dance. Princess or not, my heart had claimed her as mine.
“Ye kept my shirt. Now ye have somewhere to hang it up.” I kissed her cheek and her throat, keeping those hands pinned so I could move down her body. She had the most incredible curves, and I’d spend the night showing her so.
Alex arched into me when I took her nipple in my mouth and toyed with her. She’d liked that before. I was enjoying learning her one action at a time. Palming the other breast, I gave up my hold on her wrists so I could play. Instantly, her fingers were in my hair and grazing my scalp in a way that had me pushing up to continue the contact.
“I crave your touch,” I confessed.
“I need yours,” she swore back.
They were the only words either of us said for a long time. I fucked her on the rug, collecting her legs to lie flat against my body so I could use them as leverage. Then, when I’d made her come for a fourth time, I flipped her over onto all fours and chased my pleasure with her incredible backside in my hands, giving me clear sight of my dick disappearing into her body. Nothing could beat that. Whatever we had been to each other, it felt like it was changing. I could only hope for the better. I’d permanently altered to fit to her. Nothing would ever be the same after tonight.
Alex peeked back at me then dropped her upper half so only her backside was raised. “I need you to come again.”
Fucking hell. It took all my concentration not to come.
“Going to need one more from ye, princess.”
She clucked her tongue. “Always the bodyguard, giving me orders.”
I laughed then groaned as her fingers sought the space we were joined underneath her, then played. She found her completion quickly, and I followed her over that ledge and emptied into her a second time in the space of an hour. Coming inside her was addictive. We were messy and new, and I’d never wanted anything more than Alex.
I gathered her in my arms and carried her to the shower, still breathing like I’d run a marathon. Under the water, we shared wet, open-mouthed kisses while we cleaned each other, finally making it to bed to realise something.
The storm outside had stopped.
While ours had only just begun.
Alex yawned and rolled to give me space to join her. I pulled her into a hard embrace, her back to my front, relaxing to enjoy the stretch of her naked body and how she hugged my arms.
My dick, of course, didn’t stand down.
She writhed onto me. “Slide inside me again.”
“Tell me about painting.”
“I did some. I loved it.”
“Can I see?”
“Nope. Well, maybe tomorrow. Are you going to do as I asked?”
I kissed her shoulder. “Had the thought I should let ye sleep.”
“Sleep like that. In me. I want to.”
Without giving up the close hug, I angled to slide between her legs then inside her. Both of us groaned, settling into the sensation.
“Good boy,” Alex murmured.
I pulsed, thickening more.
It was dark in the bedroom. In the hall and the living room, we’d explored each other by lamplight. Now, in the all-encompassing dark, and with exhaustion wrapping around me in a warm hold, the frenzy left me. But not the need to claim her. That would never go, I was as certain of that as I was my love for flying.
“Just so we’re clear, there is no chance of me sleeping now,” I said.
Alex exhaled a shaky laugh. “God, same. Go slow until we’re done. Then maybe we can rest.”
I eased in and out of her, just an inch or two, the sensation of deep need stirring and spreading over me. Likewise, Alex shifted in a slow rhythm, working me like I was her. I had no idea how much time passed, only how the desire built and built. It wasn’t a hard taking now. Only soft and all-encompassing.
I was so gone for her, that when she came, triggering my orgasm instantly, I nearly told her. I nearly said the words that couldn’t be taken back. My heart thumped the message instead.
It said I loved her with every single beat.